Chapter 121: Sacrificial Love.

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~Freddie~

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~Freddie~

He's lost it.

My angel boy has completely lost himself and I am afraid that this time I don't think I'll be able to bring him back, Tallulah...oh god Tallulah.

She's dead.

She's dead and my brother is beside himself, my boy was blasting Clementine so hard with his light that even I knew that it was too much, I tried to pull him away but he wouldn't listen, knowing the good person that he is...if he killed her then I don't want to think about what it would do to him.

Then my brother punched him so hard in the face he fell on his back, I immediately came to him as I was worried about his wounds that are still healing, my brother had knocked him out cold, holding him in my arms as I waited for him to regain consciousness, my brother paced continuously with Clementine cowering behind her throne.

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Stroking his face, it is cut up so much now with Enzo's punch already forming a bruise around his eye, not caring about what my angel has done I hold onto him as I feel tears coming.

"How...how the fuck can you still hold him like you cherish him after seeing for yourself that he is the reason that my love is dead?! How can you even bare to even touch him Freds?"

Looking up from the ground I meet my brothers eyes, seeing just how distraught and hurt he is, he can't keep still as he keeps sparing glances at Tallulah's body, seeing it somehow slowly fade away into the dirt, until it becomes part of the earth again.

I let out a sigh.

"You want to hurt him again? You got to get through me first, I won't let you lay another one of your hands on him."

He shakes his head, letting out a laugh.

"I want him to go away, because if he doesn't then I might have to kill him, you get in my way and I'll do the same to you, brother."

At hearing him threatening both of our lives, hurt takes a hold of me that I didn't know would hurt, getting to my feet with my boy in my arms I walk over to him.

"You want to kill me, you want to hate me, do it. This is between us."

He shakes his head, tears forming in his eyes.

"Well that is the problem Freds, I don't want to hate you, because if I hate you then I have nothing left."

Once the last word falls from his mouth I physically see his shoulders drop, his eyes full of so much pain, raw tears falling from his eyes, everything about him showing just how distraught he is.

Falling to his knees in front of where her body was laying, he touches his fingers to the dirt, hearing him letting out loud sobs, his tears falling from his face and onto the dirt, looking up I see Clementine still cowering behind her throne, I don't blame her.

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